I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 797 The ritual of deliverance is complete, to your liking.
Wen Yan stood at the end of the dead-end road, looking at the road surface that had extended quite a distance. It seemed that sooner or later, the main road would be able to completely connect to the Great Wilderness.

Wen Yan didn't rush back. He continued walking forward, and after going into the sea, he arrived at the Dark Island and continued his daily rituals of deliverance.

He had almost finished exorcising the souls here. After arriving, he heard the souls say that they had just seen the Ancestor of War passing by and heading towards the Great Wilderness along the path.

Wen Yan wasn't worried about Bing Zu. Before this big shot was revived, he was already qualified to ascend and become a totem of China. Now that he insisted on reviving, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was experiencing life.

Moreover, based on what Bingzu said before leaving, Wen Yan felt that Bingzu's revival was probably purely due to his stubborn temper.

Recalling what the War Ancestor said about not letting him go to the Great Wilderness, the saying about the ten suns soaring in the sky, and the fact that the Xihe Talisman in his hand could suppress the violent intent of the blazing sun, making it easier to control and preventing it from getting stronger and stronger until it gets out of control.

Wen Yan felt that the legendary thing might not be ten suns appearing in the sky at the same time, as the literal meaning suggests.

Instead, there were originally ten blazing suns existing simultaneously. At first, things were fine, and they were all under control. But as time went by, one day, the power of the ten blazing suns grew stronger and stronger, until they finally got completely out of control.

The ten suns soared into the sky, causing immense destruction. In the end, the scorching sun's natural enemy shot down nine of them with the Sun-Shooting Bow, leaving only one alive.

The one that remained should also be directly related to the sun in the Great Wilderness.

The sun there is probably not the extremely large star we see in the real world.

If that's the case, Wen Yan can understand what the Ancestor of War meant when he said that one shouldn't go on a killing spree and wipe out all the other non-human beings with intelligence in the Great Wilderness.

If that lone seedling in the Great Wilderness transformed into the sun, then the other living beings might also be closely related to other things in the Great Wilderness, forming a complex and vast balance.

If we calculate it this way, theoretically, the Great Wilderness cannot be without people; without people, it will still be missing a link.

Just as in the Great Wilderness, there is also the saying that there cannot be two suns in the sky. Some people in the old dream, after seeing Wen Yan and confirming that Wen Yan is Lie Yang, can realize that they themselves are just a projection in the old dream.

This rule may have originated from the Great Wilderness.

It's possible that the power of Blazing Sun originated from the Great Wilderness.

Wen Yan reached out and looked at the Xihe Talisman on the back of his left hand. This talisman could harmonize the deficiencies of the blazing sun and make it more controllable.

The reason he was able to choose this talisman is probably because he himself was qualified, and with Dao Ge's help, he was able to be summoned.

Thinking back, he had indeed gone to the Great Wilderness once before, following the path on the Dark Island, but he hadn't stayed long, and it happened to be nighttime.

If we had stayed a few more days and witnessed a few more sunrises and sunsets, something really might have happened.

It has to be him who found a way to please Bingzu first. If they had actually fought according to the original plan, given Bingzu's temper, it would have been a miracle if he hadn't said a single word to him.

Fortunately, he was a bit lazy about the previous Great Wilderness exploration plan. No, he felt that it wouldn't be of any use for him to go and have fun on his own.

Such a plan must be spearheaded by the Lieyang Department and the Shenzhou government, and carried out in an organized and planned manner in order to achieve truly long-term benefits.

It now seems that he won't be needed when the subsequent exploration plans are carried out.

Since he has nothing to do now, he might as well check on the lunar underground base project, see how it's going, and then try to convince the people in the space agency to bring back some samples from Mars so he can have some fun there.

He still really wanted to go and have some fun with the legendary planet Mars.

Wen Yan was slightly disappointed. It seemed that he wouldn't be involved in the fighting in the Great Wilderness, nor would he be involved in exploration. He should just continue with his daily tasks for now.

The million souls that were placed here back then will probably all be able to be released from suffering in a little over a month.

He continued to sit in the place where he usually chanted scriptures, continuing to recite the "Supreme Mysterious Treasure Extinction and Five Refinements of Living Corpses Scripture," and the surrounding area was already full of dead souls waiting to be delivered.

This time, however, the moment Wen Yan closed his eyes and continued chanting, the golden core within his body began to accelerate its fusion, and his power began to be consumed frantically. This terrifying consumption, comparable to the use of the Fleeting Beauty technique, was no longer a great burden for Wen Yan at this moment.

A faint golden ripple spread from Wen Yan's body, silently expanding outwards.

The gentle halo and yang energy then shone upon all the surrounding departed souls.

The area covered grew larger and larger until it enveloped the entire dark island. His chanting stirred the golden ripples, indiscriminately covering all the dead souls.

Wisps of gray mist rose from the bodies of those departed souls, and their resentment gradually dissipated, eventually transforming into translucent, pure souls. Under the golden light, they bowed to Wen Yan.

Finally, after the gentle chanting of sutras, the day's deliverance was completed. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw countless souls around me, all of whom had returned to their original state.

Seeing Wen Yan awaken, they all bowed to him again before transforming into wisps of light, soaring into the sky, and disappearing from sight.

When only one person remained, the one who had been managing these souls, he solemnly bowed to Wen Yan, then opened his mouth and spat out countless rays of light into the isolated island beneath his feet.

“Lord Star Lord, we don’t know how to repay you, so we’ve decided that these are things left behind by others before they were sent to the afterlife. May this lonely island beneath our feet forever remember this.”

The last person also vanished, and the yin energy on the dark island became very faint.

Immediately afterwards, next to the island, a huge rock was seen breaking and weathering away, leaving only a stone tablet-like shape with a shimmering light on it and a line of words appearing on it.

"The Fiery Sun Star Lord".

On the back, some words appeared, saying that Lord Lieyang Wenyan saved over a million souls and performed their salvation here. The souls, grateful for the kindness, left all their power here, assimilating it, and then presented it to Wenyan as a token of their gratitude.

At this moment, Wen Yan also saw the notification appear.

"Countless souls have carved out a desolate, dark island from the darkness, and all their power has been integrated into this place as a gift to you."

Even after you leave and there are no more intelligent beings left in this place, it will not be swallowed by darkness.

The island's own power will also ward off any enemy attempting to invade from the darkness.

Moreover, the existence of boundary markers can transform them into lighthouses that belong entirely to you, ensuring that you will not get lost in the darkness and that you will always be guided by them.

As a pioneer in the darkness, you too will be guided by the lighthouse.

"Because you have the identity of Dark Primal xx, the combination of the Sun Lord's Lonely Island and the Boundary Marker will produce some peculiar resonance, allowing you to better determine your direction when exploring in the darkness and the unknown."

A special reminder from the boundary marker lighthouse: This effect has a direct and positive impact on your cultivation and advancement.

As the prompt appeared, Wen Yan had a thought and, upon sensing his own cultivation, he realized that the path ahead was no longer a blur of confusion, with no clear direction.

After forming the Golden Core, the direction he would take next slowly floated in his mind with some vague guesses and understandings, like seeing a faint light flashing from time to time on the surface of the sea in the dark night.

Even if it's faint, even if it's blurry, at least it's no longer a complete fog. At his level, if he wants to advance further in his fusion golden core, it will basically only involve increasing the quantity and changing the fusion material, but this is still essentially a golden core.

We've now reached the stage of expanding our reach; once we've expanded to a certain extent, we should be able to continue our promotion.

Or perhaps they began to focus on cultivating the primordial spirit path of the old Celestial Master.

Sure enough, I still have to read books, study, and do research.

If you are good at math, your subsequent studies will probably be much easier.

If he were good at physics, he might be able to understand the things related to the four fundamental forces more easily, without having to work on a unified theory. If he were to study electromagnetism to a certain extent, he might actually be able to fly.

Wen Yan suddenly understood, then bowed to the front, expressing his gratitude to the departed souls.

It seems that these departed souls had this idea long ago.

He didn't expect to gain any benefits. His daily rituals for the deceased were probably just a way to motivate himself to finish what he had started.

Wen Yan stood on the edge of the deserted island, looking at the path that stretched from the island into the wilderness. The path disappeared into the darkness, and she had no idea what was happening on the other side.

With Pei Tugou in a bloodthirsty frenzy, and Bingzu who had just arrived with a noose around his neck, Wen Yan felt there was no need to worry about the two of them.

Especially Pei Tugou, he's neither the original form nor the complete form, so what's there to be afraid of?

Wen Yan turned and left, entering the Dark Sea, and returned to the present world from the crossroads.

At the same time, under the dark sky of the Great Wilderness, amidst the desolate mountains, Pei Tugou, his eyes bloodshot, was surrounded by surging waves of blood, as if a blood-red torrent had appeared in the mountains.

He stood in the crimson tide, holding a blood rope in his hand. The blood rope dispersed and transformed into more than a dozen strands, each leading a demon.

The demons, their eyes bloodshot and seemingly out of their minds, charged forward madly, dragging Pei Tugou along with them as they surged forward in the bloody waves.

As the blood wave surged and receded, it became clear that Pei Tugou was standing on a colossal beast tens of meters in size.

The giant beast's eyes were lifeless, clearly indicating it was dead. Its skull was cracked open, and Pei Tugou was using it as a vehicle, pulling it along with a group of demons as they charged forward.

Wherever it passed, in the desolate mountains, caves were submerged by waves of blood. In an instant, demons could be seen struggling and sinking in the blood torrent before disappearing.

He no longer remembered where he was or the way he came.

Originally, the plan was simply to block the road at the intersection and suppress any invading forces.

Unfortunately, someone wanted to trick him, making him move forward without realizing it. Since he had already moved forward and reached the end, there was no turning back, so he might as well just go and kill them.

If he doesn't fight his way out, he can't turn back. Those demons might just rush into the mortal world from the crossroads behind him.

He was confident that even if he couldn't find his way back, Wen Yan would definitely come looking for him.

The weather here has remained gloomy and overcast. He doesn't know how much time has passed, but he knows that his skills have improved again, and he is now even faster at killing demons than before.

After an unknown amount of time, when there was no longer a single living creature to be seen in this vast, desolate mountain range, the bloodshot in Pei Tugou's eyes slowly faded.

His expression shifted slightly, a familiar feeling, a deep-seated longing for familiarity, surfaced.

He looked in one direction and immediately realized that it was a hanging rope.

However, the hanging rope seemed to have weakened considerably, and the terrifying resentment could no longer be felt.

"Maybe it's because we're too far away," Pei Tugou thought to himself.

The moment he sensed it, he moved in that direction.

Before long, he saw a person standing on the top of the barren mountain, holding a bottle of cola, watching the distant scene as if he were watching a spectator's show.

"What a killing god!"

The strategist couldn't help but sigh.

Looking into the distance, he saw the blood-red waves under Pei Tugou's feet slowly disappear, and the clothes on his body that looked like they had been soaked in blood had all returned to their whiteness, with only the collar and cuffs still looking like they were stained with blood.

His entire demeanor softened, and the terrifying murderous aura he once exuded vanished.

No wonder Wen Yan said there was no need to worry too much.

With such a strong killing intent, yet still able to become more lucid as he fought, he was a genius he had never seen before, even back then.

Pei Tugou walked over and saw a stranger holding a noose, so it must have been Wen Yan who had sent him.

Bingzu threw the hanging rope to Pei Tugou.

Wen Yan said, "This item will be given to you from now on. The resentment on it has almost completely dissipated. It is now perfectly suitable for you, and giving it to you will not violate the rules."

After introducing themselves, Pei Tugou quickly paid his respects. This was the ancestor of war that Wen Yan had mentioned he wanted to revive, and the ancestor himself had come to find him—that was quite a show of respect.

"Come on, you're probably not familiar with this place. Since you're here, go take a look around and see which idiot is causing trouble."

This place should belong to the vast wilderness, the most barren and desolate place.

Even the sun, when it travels across the sky, will not come here.

But even here, the ability to command so many demons and monsters, attempting to defy the heavens, is not something that the creatures here should possess.

Perhaps a king has already been born here.

We'll go kill him and then go back.

Pei Tugou grinned, revealing two rows of big white teeth. He had been a little reserved just now, but now he found Bingzu particularly to his liking.

Before, he didn't know what to do, nor did he know anything about being a king or not. He simply thought that if he killed all the demons in sight, then there would definitely be peace.

(End of this chapter)